Turn 33 - The Fruits of ViolenceElizas attempts to soothe the heated tempers (well, only one heated temper, the other is more like blistering apathy) with a specifically chosen tune.
[Music roll: 4]
Pulling out his buffalo bone guitar, he starts to play a tune of peace and love, a particular favorite of the ladies back in his land. It is quite the wonderful little number, one that the people can't help but nod their heads along with.
"That is a very fine instrument you have there, sir. And might I add that you use it with impressive skill."Well, he seems distracted. Patalim, meanwhile, looks to have reached new heights of confusion.
"What is going on here? Why does nothing make sense anymore?"The old man shushes him and keeps listening. The old lady closes her eyes and kicks back to enjoy the melody.
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Sejena, having failed in her surprise attack, realizes that what comes next might not be favorable for her. But she will be damned if she lets this fool treat people this way and expect subservience. If she dies, let it be so.
[Sejena vs. Naphezim: 1 vs. 4+1]
As she tries to smash Naphezim in the head with the candlestick, the man stops her strike expertly, then tries to stab her.
[Counterattack: Naphezim vs. Sejena: 2+1 vs. 2]
[Naphezim vs. Sejena: 4+1 vs. 1]
His first stab results in but a scratch, but the other one catches Sejena right in the stomach, burying itself in her internal anatomy. Sejena feels a rather large amount of blood begin to escape from the wound.
[Sejena endurance roll: 2]
She stumbles back and slumps against a wall, unused to severe stab wounds. Though this would normally be a good thing in one's life, it all but ensures that she is out of the fight for now.
"And the lesson we have learned here today is that you should not attempt to wantonly assault a man with far more experience in that kind of thing than yourself. I suppose this is goodbye, then."Naphezim turns around and leaves the tower, leaving Sejena still alive in a pool of her own blood that is steadily growing in size.
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Gronok attempts to inspire the other escapees with his skill in oratory. After all, it worked on the guards.
[Inspiration roll: 1-->2+1]
He starts to talk about the prisoners and their terrible plight! Sure, they might be emaciated. Yes, they are indeed mostly unarmed. And they have no idea where the exit is. All those things are very true. But they have numbers!
Well, except for the fact that there are probably more than fifty other guards, considering the vast importance of this site. So they haven't got that either. Gronok apologizes for distracting the people. Carry on.
[Crowd perception roll: ?]
Fortunately, they do not seem to have heard him over the sound of them fighting the guards.
[Crowd vs. Guards: 4 vs. 4-1]
They seem to be slowly moving toward victory, clonking a guard on the head. The guard doesn't seem to overly mind, though it is obvious that they are getting quite pessimistic about their odds of victory.
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Phiali decides to make camp and lie down for now, trying to do his very best job at sleeping as lightly as he can.
[Dreaming roll: 3]
He dreams of a nice cloud. He is in the cloud. It is soft and cool, offering great nourishment in the hot climate. His entire night is spent dreaming of this cloud and others like it. Very nice dreams, those. He eventually wakes up with the morning light. Hopefully this day will be better than the previous one.
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Shashari, having received the revelation she had so hoped for, acts upon the information given immediately.
"Say, Siren, do you know where I might find a tree man?"[Siren knowledge roll: ?]
"Uhm... no. Wait... maybe I... no, that was a tree cat-thing. And probably not a tree at all. No idea where your tree man might be, sorry."Hm. This might be harder than she thought.
Elizas: 3 MP
Sejena: 0 MP
Gronok: 0 MP
Phiali: 0 MP
Shashari: 5 MP
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